Twilight Sparkle: War is Necessary
Arms swaying at her sides, occasionally brushing against her skirt, a woman walked down an organized, clean hall way. Her head held up high, she walked with purpose. With each step the heels of her boots made contact with the pale gold marble floor to let out a sharp and authoritative click. Her demeanor did not waste it's presence for each person she passed either greeted her politely or stood at attention until she was several steps ahead. By now she had come to acknowledge the reactions, hardly noticing them, much different from when she first received such respect, which had left her flustered and embarrassed.
Still, nothing escaped her wandering gaze. Should one of the men linger too long in the hallway or a group of woman giggle amongst themselves to loudly (or if they giggled at all dependent on her mood), she was quick to make her existence known without a single utterance, perhaps an annoyed clearing of the throat
She is walking in the dreams of those who have taken to fright;
She hath loosed her fateful lightning and hath shown us all her might;
Her truth is marching on.
I have seen her in the moonlight casting shadows long and dark;
We have built for her a fortress strong and fast in regions stark;
I can read her righteous words by my own friendship-kindled spark;
Her Night is marching on.
I have read the books of hist'ry but have found the facts untrue;
The atrocities of Solar reign do ever more accrue;
The champion of ponies; she will all her foes subdue,
For Luna marches on.
She hath given forth a call to war; let us never retreat.
She is confident in spite of having once tasted defeat;
Oh, be swift, legions of darkness! banish fatigue from your feet!
Our Princess marches on.
In the chaos under Discord, Luna came to save us all;
With the glory of the Elements we ever shall recall;
As she fought to make us free, so we will now aveng